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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 month

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AITA for leaving my friend groups Discord server?

💐💐💐 So I can find this later. For context, I was in 2 servers that were friend groups, where my friends would all interact with each other, play & stream games, etc. However, recently we had a situation where someone, let's call her Sasha, would send many vent messages in the general channel, then delete said message before we could respond or even look at the messages, & get mad at us for not responding. She'd also complain about everything that happened in her life, school, in games, & she'd always repeat the same things, over & over again. In the end, we got tired of how she was forcing everyone to stop being as active in the server because of her behavior & actions, so we all made another server, without Sasha, so we could interact with peace without her interrupting conversations. This all happened 3-4 months ago. Then 3 of the people in our new server got a game on Roblox, Deepwoken. Another person, let's call him Kevin, already had the game for a while, so they all got the game & started playing all together. They were incredibly passionate about it, it would be the only thing talked about. One of them got me the currency to get Deepwoken, so I could play with them all. A while later, I got a hang of the game, then when I asked if any of them could play with me, one of them, let's call him Tim, would keep telling me that "Oh, you have to play the game alone to get the real experience, & to learn things better." every time I would ask. Sometimes, rarely, they'd answer some questions I had about the game that I didn't quite grasp yet, & a lot of the time i'd just, not receive any answer. After a while, I got tired of how they didn't respond to me at all, so I just stopped playing. Keep in mind, I don't have any other friends that have the game, so I didn't have anyone else to talk to about it. I love my friends but I felt ignored & was hurt, so I passed ownership to another friend of mine, & left. About a day after leaving, I ended up feeling extremely depressed & overwhelmed with schoolwork, eye appointments, a random limb & joint pain that I had no idea why I was having, & I accidentally unfriended Tim. With my being extremely overwhelmed, thinking it was a good idea at the time, I sent him a message saying "accidentally unfriended u mb. u could also not accep, that works too" Then another message after that one, "okay well um, im gonna assume that you arent going to accept it again so thank you for all youve done for me before you say that im making it sound like i gave up; i have given up i gave up a little while ago" After that, I got a message from him saying that I needed to calm down, that my friend request wasn't the most important thing in his mind right now, & that he's allowed to put it on hold for at least a day before I start telling him some "nvm shit". I sincerely apologized & told him that I needed to take a break, that I hope he's doing okay, & that I hope college goes well for him. I did indeed, take a break, for only 2 weeks because I felt extremely guilty, stupid & reckless. Those weeks felt like forever because that whole thing was on my mind 24/7. It was eating me alive. & No, I am not saying to gain pity. Just trying to explain what I felt. Tim answered, told me that I should grow & change as a person, & that he doesn't mean it in a condescending way, that the server was meant to be a safe space, that in order to make everyone comfortable, there's some things we need to just not say or some things we need to think about a lot before saying them. It's the reason Sasha got booted, & that we give as much as we get. I'm reading back on his messages, & I didn't say anything in the server to make everyone uncomfortable. Am I the asshole?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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magpiefngrl · 1 month

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20 Questions for Writers

Thank you for the tag @hoko-onchi-writes! Great way to spend a lazy Sunday morning :)

Username: magpie_fngrl

1. How many works do you have on A03? 54

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 392,045

3. What fandoms do you write for? I've mostly written drarry. I'd started as a pynch writer (TRC) and lately I've written a bunch in other fandoms.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? all drarry:

dirtynumbangelboy

The Miseducation of Draco Malfoy

The Full Monty

Through the Looking Glass and What Draco Found There,

9 ½ Days

5. Do you respond to comments? I do my best. I made a decision back when I posted a lot of stuff and got more comments than I could handle that I would only reply to the comments on the last chapter of a multi-chapter fic. Other than that, I try my best to reply to everyone.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I wrote a Major Character Death fic (The Death You Carry). Can't get angstier than that.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Most of my fics end happy, but now that I think of it they're mostly HFN in romance-genre speak. Happy For Now aka the fic ends with them as a couple, kissing or touching for example, the Ever After is implied but not explicit. Two fics which end with H/D living together, and thus more committed to each other, are Hush, darling and The Boy Who Died. These are also angstier than my other fics, which makes the happy ending sweeter imo.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not hate per se. I've received demanding comments ("Can you write more? Another sex scene? And make it mpreg?") or comments like "I like your story but I can't read on because you have X topping". Not hate. There was a time, though, that I got several comments about how stupid/annoying/an arsehole Harry is, which reflect an attitude I used to see in fandom, where Draco is perfect and Harry is a bumbling fool and the minute he says something sharp to Draco he becomes an arsehole and should be screamed at. Needless to say, I hate this kind of interpretation. I deleted a couple of these comments, I just couldn't have them on my page. It was the reason I de-activated comments on all my fics for some time.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? The sexy kind, I hope LOL

Serious answer: I have written explicit sex scenes, although I tend to be more vague rather than write a play-by-play description of what is happening. I mean, there is some of that, but not as detailed as it can be. I don't know how to explain it better in English, sorry. Anyhow, I love sex scenes, I love reading them, I enjoy the challenge of writing them, and I think what I like best in what I read (and thus I try to emulate) is when a sex scene reveals the emotional state of these two people rather than just say whose dick does what.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? I haven't! A couple of years ago I got a few asks about wangxian and drarry meeting up and although it was fun to reply to the asks and imagine how it would take place, I don't think I'll ever write it.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Someone screenshot dnab and posted it on instagram. The whole 40k fic. If there have been others, I don't know.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, a few.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I haven't and I'm not sure I could. I don't think my writing process would lead to successful collaborations. If I were to imagine it, the easiest for me would be that each writer has their own POV (I'd write Draco, the other person Harry, for instance) and we'd have a general idea but not a strict outline and we'd write it like a relay race: I'd post something, they'd write the next part, then me etc.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? I tend to move on from fandoms, so it used to be pynch, then drarry, now wangxian. I don't have a lot of time for fandom these days so I'm not as obsessed with a ship as I used to be. I love all my babies equally.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I started a fic with a magical university of sorts, or rather 8th year but they'd be more like uni students than normal school students, and Draco was a Veela whose mate was Astoria. Not sure where it would all go, but well--it won't go anywhere now, because I have so many other WIPs that take precedent.

16. What are your writing strengths? I'm decent at dialogue and I've been told my fics have great atmosphere. Occasionally I write an unusual turn of phrase and people comment on that. My fics are fairly short, but I've been told that they have a lot more story than the reader expected because of the word count, and I think that's because I edit ruthlessly.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Plotting is my main problem. I pants my stories and it takes me forever to figure out what happens next. I also lack confidence and doubt everything while writing, which isn't a writing weakness exactly, but it does affect my writing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? It's cool. I like it.

19. First fandom you wrote for? The Raven Cycle. I was mad about pynch.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? Currently 9 ½ Days but I have a very, very soft spot for The Boy Who Died.

Tagging: @lettersbyelise @lucifergraced @coriesocks @wolfpants @julcheninred @nerdherderette @lqtraintracks if they wanna!

#tagged #writer questions #thank you hoko!

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dedalvs · 2 years

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Hi, welcome back to Tumblr! Your Trigdasleng posts back in the day were fascinating, even though I never watched the show they're from. Keep on keepin' on.

Thank you! It's good to be back, and this is as good a place as any to talk about why I'm here and what I'm doing.

First, I left Tumblr when many others did when they instituted their infamous "female-presenting nipple" policy. It's not as if my Tumblr was ever a nsfw blog, or as if I had any female-presenting nipples, but I felt it was the wrong response to the difficult situation they'd been put in. It was something that hurt a lot of people who had a lot less of a voice and not much of a platform, and so I felt it was my responsibility to use the platform I had to take a stand, even if ultimately it didn't change anything.

As it happens, years later, Tumblr has finally reversed the policy (well done, @staff!). Tumblr may not be the wild west it used to be, but at least they aren't targeting anyone presenting a specific gender unfairly. I've missed my time away, and the people I got to know here, so I'm happy to be back!

As I see it, I'll probably be reblogging stuff less here, even though that's how I made my name way back when, and instead responding mostly to asks in my inbox.

To give myself a fresh start, I have deleted all 3,999 of my asks. I'm starting fresh—with this one, which was the first! My inbox got too overwhelming, so this was needed.

To answer some questions some may have, if you haven't followed me elsewhere recently:

I'm most active on Instagram, where I am @athdavrazar.

I have a YouTube series with partner and significant other Jessie Sams, who is @quothalinguist on Instagram. That series is called LangTime Studio, and we create a language from scratch together live on camera (we work on two hours a week every Thursday at 2 p.m. Pacific).

Jessie and I work together almost exclusively now, and we've done work on Freeform's Motherland: Fort Salem (which I hope you loved, Tumblr!), Peacock's Vampire Academy, the second season of Shadow and Bone (forthcoming), Amazon's Paper Girls (though you can blink and miss our stuff), and the second Dune film.

I worked on HBO's House of the Dragon, and got to create a writing system for High Valyrian, which I'm very excited about.

I created the Sangheili language for Paramount+'s Halo with Carl Buck, who is on Instagram as @tlacamazatl (he's on Tumblr as @tlacamazatl too!). We are presently working on season 2.

I worked with Christian Thalmann on Shadow and Bone seasons 1 and 2. The breakdown is this: Christian and I jointly created the Fjerdan language; I created the Ravkan language and orthography as well as the Kerch and Zemeni orthographies exclusively; Jessie Sams and I created the Shu and Zemeni languages jointly; Christian created the Shu orthography. I can't wait for you to hear and see our work in season 2!

Yes, I left Twitter (quite a bit ago). I'm now more active on Discord, where I'm on a few servers.

I created a wiki for all my languages, and am unevenly working on all of them, and some languages have a team of people working on them (in particular High Valyrian).

Despite being double-vaxxed and getting not one, not two, but three boosters, I got Covid in June, and that PoS hasn't completely left me alone since. (Note: I'd only had one booster before I got it; two have come since then, including the new one, which will hopefully be the last!)

I am traveling again, so I hope to announce those here when they happen.

If there's anything I missed, you let me know. I look forward to answering asks again, and joining in the general silliness of Tumblr! <3

#conlang #language #motherland #vampire academy #motherland fort salem #hotd #house of the dragon #valyrian #halo #sangheili #shadow and bone #ravkan #shu #kerch #zemeni #paper girls #dune #chakobsa

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outtoshatter · 7 months

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20 Questions for fic Writers!

finally getting to the tag games i've been forgetting! thanks for the tag @sugareey-makes-stuff this looks so cute and fun!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Just 93....for now! I have a secret little goal to hit 100 before the end of the year but realistically that probably won't happen.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,864,258! I'd like to hit 2mil eventually :D

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Just Teen Wolf for now! Although I've been trying to get myself to be inspired by others, it's just not happening. Although i finally finished watching Superstore the other day and intensely plotted out a fic that would fill in some missing stuff that was bugging me. but I likely won't do that lmao

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Haaa Son of the Sheriff [Teen Wolf, G, 3k words] Nature of the Beast [Teen Wolf, M, 56k] No Mercy [Teen Wolf, M, 64k] Love Don't Lie [Teen Wolf, T, 2k] Ride with me [Teen Wolf, T, 4k]

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! almost always. sometimes I don't know what to say but I try to respond anyway. I didn't before, at first because when I joined ao3 the authors' whose works I commented on didn't respond so I just thought that was the culture, and then occasionally now because I'm just...very drained from pulling the story out of my head. MOSTLY though I genuinely love talking about my stories with people, especially when they have questions about my worlds; I put a ton of thought and care into my worlds and LOVE when people are interested!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ah...hmm. I don't know! i always aim for happy endings, they bring me the most joy in writing. Uhhh maybe Pulling Strings? It's more open than angsty, buuuut it is less outright happy than my other fics!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

HAPPIEST. That's so hard!! Because see above, all happy endings. I'll say an even tie between The Next Chapter and Fractured Starlight, just going by most recently picked fics!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

klfjsalkfslka I don't know that i'd call it outright hate. but i've gotten some WILD comments before. That were unquestionably FUCKING rude. But i don't know if it counts as hate. I have an entire folder i have named Hall of Shame of some of the worst offenders. It's gotten less bad now that I've archive locked all my fics, which made it so much more fun to post. I think the worst was either the several-paragraphs long, two part comment about how the reader was disappointed in me (??) and just a bunch of other rudeness, OR the person who, after I deleted their comment that pissed me off, pasted their comment back in with a bitchy little addition to let me know they felt entitled to leaving rude stuff on my fic. so i deleted it again c:

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I don't write a lot of it! Definitely not PWP. Just emotion-focused sex scenes if it happens and works for the rest of my plot! it's just not as fun as action scenes for me most of the time c:

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nope!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I'm hesitant to call it stolen but someone did ask me permission to translate my fic, and I granted it, but they did not link me to it, or even post it on ao3, which bothered me. but i found it. and. they had translated it, sure, but they'd also changed it from a sterek fic....to a Derek x Peter fic. which was. a weird thing to do. that was not what we had agreed upon so i just messaged them mainly asking like. for why.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

LOL. Yes! 4 on ao3, and two out there...on other sites. that was annoying D< I am flattered people wanted to translate my fics! I now have a blanket statement on my profile for this sort of thing, including that I want translations only on ao3, and not posted elsewhere because of...well. #11 lol

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No :c I'd like to try! But i have so many to-write fics!! I have some vague plans for a fic with @dappledawndrawn but like. my list. it's so long. (Also add in my fears that I'd be overbearing or something and i will procrastinate this forever.)

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

I'd have to say sterek lmaooo. I have others I like and even love a whole lot I just haven't become obsessed with finding out how to fit those other ships in a whole bunch of other worlds like I have with sterek. Maybe one day! Mostly they're book ships hahaha

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oh man. ;-; the third of my fairy tale series. I started it like 3 times but could never get it right! i had it all planned out and everything it just would not work. So annoying.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Worldbuilding for sure. Plotting, foreshadowing. Building the tale itself i guess? And action oh man am I obsessed with writing action and I am good at it. I love building worlds, blowing things up, and telling the tale of why, taking the reader on the twisty, interesting, exciting journey to the satisfying conclusion.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Personally, I think I need to work on my descriptions of characters, and tbh I have trouble writing emotional scenes! I'm working on it though.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I've done it before! Looking back, I was annoyed at myself xD I mostly now stick to just writing it as regular dialogue, then "-in [x language]" afterward. I don't have anything against it I suppose, but usually it's not really important to the plot to have a single line in a different language than the rest of the fic (special cases happen) so I just don't hahaha

19. First fandom you wrote for?

e.e This question always happens on these things lkfdsalkfjdskaf SIIIGH it was Maximum Ride. c,:

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I am ever proud of Are You Ready? it's my baby, my love, I am so so proud of it and how my writing improved just trying to do justice to that story. So.

Thanks for the tag! Tagging @raisesomehale @rosieposiepuddingnpie @2dents @cephalog0d @halevetica @tkwritesdumbassassins @evanesdust and anyone else who might want to play who i didn't tag lfkjdslakjfs sorry

#tag games #writing #gia talks #sterek #ahhhh

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meet-me-in-the-pouringrain · 1 year

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The Phoenix and The Rocket

Chapter 4

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Emily Prentiss, at the insistent of her therapist, signs up for a trauma bonding site. She never expected that her trauma bond would connect her back to her old boss and the man she’s been in love with for over ten years.

Also the man she’s absolutely furious at for leaving.

Edit : Since publishing I have been made aware that the term ‘Trauma Bonding’ is actually an abuse tactic and doesn’t mean ‘bonding over shared trauma’. Would like to make it clear that was a very strong mistake on my part and I apologise deeply for any offence.

Read Below the cut :)

Days fade into weeks and weeks turn into months.

They correspond on a bi-weekly basis now, as much as Emily's schedule allows them too. The morning after they officially became Buddies, Emily sends an apology message for her drunk rambles and gratitude at his response. Aaron responds in earnest, giving her thanks and dismissing her own, and life moved on. Emily pesters him with questions and he answers them with patience, no issue or frustration on his end. In return, he pokes around her evasiveness and manages to tear down the wall she hides behind, making her open up more than she ever has. To a complete stranger no less.

The last person who made her do that was Hotch, and she feels a pang of odd betrayal whenever she realises that, as if she's betraying him whenever Rocket knocks down a brick.

They really bond over the fact they had false identities forced on them. Aaron shares that it's hard to get out of the habit of Frank, that he has trouble decoding where Frank starts and He ends. Emily offers advice (She's been through it a number of times after all) and insight.

Emily helps him realise that Frank and Aaron can co-exist and they don't need to fight a war. She helps him see that the best parts of Frank are the best parts of him.

In return, he's there for when she has a tough case and advises her on how to take things day by day.

Before, she'd have a habit of ignoring it and putting it off until she physically couldn't and then she'll break.

He opens up about his father, She her mother.

She tells him about her guilty pleasure in Emo-Rock bands, He returns with his passion for 60s music.

Eventually, they're no longer dumping on each other and they’re exchanging food recipes and recommendations and just sometimes messaging each other when they've got nothing to do.

The pair of them feel better about their baggage than they have in years and it truly shows. Emily doesn't snap at Luke or Dave as much anymore, she even stopped overloading Reid's case file. Aaron isn't as argumentative about Jack/Max anymore and only slips up after days in public where he's been forced to call him by the wrong name.

As much as they hate to admit it, Jack and Emily's therapist were right and it did make them better people.

It's 4 months into this exchange that she caves and pays $30 (a criminal charge quite frankly) for the app so she didn't have to open her laptop on the Jet. The website has a policy of exchanging personal details like emails or numbers. Everything has to remain entirely anonymous and there's certain things that'll get them flagged and/or their entire accounts deleted.

Which means that they'd lose contact with each other and neither of them can afford to do that.

It doesn't stop her team of nosy ass profilers noticing her happiness though. As evident by the smirks on JJ and Luke's faces when her phone pings as they leave a crime scene in Utah and she immediately yanks it out of her back pocket.

"Ooo" Luke cooes. "Prentiss has a boyfriend" He sings, climbing into the drivers seat.

Emily scoffs at him like he's the most ridiculous thing she's ever faced as she yanks open the passenger door. JJ is forced to sit in the back when the police officer peels off in the cruiser without waiting for her. "What are you five?" She asks, rolling her eyes. She tilts away from Luke and Jj's wandering eyes as she unlocks her phone.

RocketRacoon : I just had an argument with my son. Peanut butter. Smooth or Crunchy?

RocketRacoon : It's make or break question.

RocketRacoon : Our entire Buddyship relies on this.

Emily couldn't help the snicker that escaped her at the seriousness.

PhoenixPren : Yikes I better think long and hard.

PhoenixPren : Who are we kidding, obviously smooth.

She didn't notice JJ move to stare daggers at her phone.

RocketRaccon : Thank you! Why would you want CRUNCH? IN PENUT BUTTER?

PhoenixPren : Only criminals and serial killers.

PhoenixPren : You spelt Peanut wrong btw

Aaron chortles loudly and unexpectedly at that response. He shakes his head, thinking to himself inside jokes that only he and his old friends would know. He lifts his eyes up and jumps back.

Jack is standing at the kitchen counter, broken arm having been upgraded from a sling to a pliable cast thats been signed with 'Max' over 15 times, with a knife in his hand and a bread smeared with peanut butter. He's staring at his dad with a mixture of confusion and terror.

"What?" Aaron asks defensively, twisting in his seat to just see the wall behind him.

Jack grins then, shaking his head like he knew something. "Nothing" He says coyly.

"What?!"

Jack shakes just head again, biting his sandwich. "It's just" He says behind a mouthful. "I haven't heard you laugh like that." His tone is quiet. "Ever."

Aaron considers his words thoughtfully. He supposed he's right, he hardly laughs anymore. He marvels at his Buddy's way of getting him to do that and comes to the shocking realisation that the only one who's ever made him chuckle like the way Phoenix does is her.

He swallows thickly at the thought before shaking his head and closing his laptop rather forcefully. He moves to help Jack pour a drink, pushing that thought out of his mind.

<~>

“Prentiss has a boyfriend” Luke sings again as they congregate around the conference table and it takes everything in her not to slap the shit out of him. JJ is typing on her phone, glancing up at times with a smirk on her face, and Tara’s phone pings coincidentally. Spencer is in the middle of plotting points on a map with Matt and Dave rolls his eyes.

“Get back to the case” Emily snaps, shoving his shoulder a little as she walks past him to stand at Reid’s map. “So this UNSUB. He takes woman from brightly lit areas, he’s confident. But not too confident to scare them of-“

“So who is he?” Dave interrupts, making Tara snort.

Emily blinks. “He’s an UNSUB, Dave” She replies slowly.

“You’re dating an UNSUB?”

Emily’s hand comes down on the oak of the table, leaving a sting on her hand and echo in the room. Matt actually jumps and spills coffee on himself, JJ’s phone clicks off and Spencer awkwardly turns away back to his map.

“Enough!” Emily barks, expertly hiding a wince at how much she’d hurt her hand. “I am not dating anybody” She hisses. “I am working a case and trying to save the life another another woman. Get back to work!”

“Yes ma’am” A few of them chorus, making her internally cringe. She hates how JJ’s teasing look falls into a professional mask, how Spencer flinches away from her, how Dave even bows his head with a mumbled apology.

She chews on her fingernail as she watched her team work in tense silence. Finally, the boys leave for field work and leave the girls in the room. Emily watches JJ and Tara shoot looks at her out of the corner of her eye for five minutes, both of them trying to discreetly text Penelope.

“If you MUST know” She breaks, yanking her phone out of her pocket and launching it on the table. Tara pulls back and is the one to scoop it up before JJ could lunge for it. She doesn’t attempt to unlock it though and gingerly holds it in her hand. “I signed up to that stupid trauma website.”

“What?” JJ asks, pulling a face. “Wha- that Trauma Buddies thing?”

She vaguely recalls Penelope talking about it to Spencer, saying that she explored it and her heart hurts for all those people.

Tara makes a noise, shoving Emily’s phone back to her. “Oh Em” She tuts, sympathetically.

Emily collapses into Matt’s abandoned chair and rubs at her face tiredly. “Don’t, it’s okay” She sighs. “I mainly went on there to see other stories, my therapist told me to do it.” She shrugs. “I saw this guy and his story is…” Emily huffs a breath with wide eyes. “A lot. So I reached out and we’ve been talking ever since.”

JJ and Tara share a look, a silent understanding of their friend.

Emily thinks about telling them Rocket’s story but immediately forgoes that idea. Telling them would feel like betraying him. Sure he put his story out on the internet for strangers to see but that doesn’t mean she can go ahead and tell some other people what’s his to tell.

No, she can’t betray Rocket like that.

“We get it” JJ says finally, smiling. “I’m glad that you have that.”

Sure, she’s a little jealous Emily turned to an internet stranger than her. But she’s also mature enough to know that a stranger over a phone screen is a lot less intimidating than someone sitting in front of you. She’s also aware that for the majority of Emily’s journey, she had been there for the traumatic moments.

Cyrus where she got hit in the head, That one case where she got into a car accident and hit her head, The other time she got hit in the head.

She’s been hit in the head a lot.

Then obviously Doyle

And finally, Losing Hotch. Not one, but maybe three times. When she ‘died’, When she came back but he had found solace in Beth and when he left.

Of course, they knew about her feelings for their ex boss. Ever since Penelope got her drunk on the green fairy and she blurted it out during a game of Fuck Marry Kill they were all way to old to be playing.

JJ’s not even sure Emily remembers that night, the amount she drank probably kept the run down bar afloat for a day or two alone. She’ll never bring it up in a million years because she knows her friend with just deny it vehemently. But she can’t deny the hurt or anger that flickers behind her eyes whenever someone mentions his name.

Emily smiles weakly. “Don’t tell the boys?” She pleads.

“Oh never in a million years” Tara chuckles, shaking her head. “I don’t think Dave will let you hear the end of it.”

<~>

“Is it a girl?”

Aaron startles in his bedroom, flinching forward. He turns to find Jack standing in the doorway looking awkward.

“I’m sorry?” He asks, frowning.

Jack fidgets with his belt and then his cast for a moment before sighing. “Your laughter before” He swallows. “was it because of a girl?” He asks quietly.

Since Beth, his father hadn’t dated anyone, not that he’s aware of. It’s strange, to Jack, the idea of his father actually dating somone. He supposes it’s only weird because it had been ten plus years since his mothers death, Beth was around for maybe half a year at most.

But still, it’s fuckin weird.

Aaron sighs, looking at him with a hooded gaze. He can’t lie to him. “Yes” He admits, wincing at the way Jack sucks in a breath. “But not in the way you think.” He amends quickly.

Jack pulls a face now. “Huh?”

“We’re not dating” Aaron launches into everything, how Phoenix messaged him after a couple of days after Jack signed him up. How they became buddies, How she helps him with the Frank dilemma, how they moved on and are now basically pen pals. He thinks about Phoenix’s story and ultimately decides against telling his son all that.

Jack’s been through enough, he doesn’t need to know a strangers plight either.

Besides, Phoenix still hasn’t made a public post and he’d be a liar if he said he wasn’t filled with sick, selfish satisfaction and pride at the fact he and only he had managed to get her to open up and that he was possibly the only person to know that’s much.

When he’s finished, Jack is grinning smugly. “Told you” He mumbles. Aaron just rolls his eyes. “That’s great dad.” His son grins. “What’s her username?”

“Don’t go looking for her” Aaron warns, glaring. Jack holds his good hand up with an eye roll.

“Relax” He says. “I haven’t opened the site since I dumped”.

Jack’s therapist got him to the website in the first place, that’s how he knew about it. Aaron eyes his son with suspicion before giving in.

“PhoenixPren” He admits finally. Jack pauses for a second, thinking over the name before smiling.

“Okay” He nods.

“Goodnight, Jack” Aaron states, playfully frustrated. “Busy day tomorrow. We gotta start packing up the house.” He tells him softly.

Jack grins. “I still can’t believe you agreed to move back to Alexandra” He says, making Aaron laugh and agree. He was still in shock he agreed himself. Jack yawns and moves to leave. Aaron pulls back the bedsheets to climb into bed. “Hey” He pauses, poking his head back in. “It wouldn’t be so bad, you know.”

Aaron peers at him, confused. “What wouldn’t?” He asks.

Jack shrugs. “You. Dating.” He says before disappearing without a reply. He shuts the door to his fathers room firmly and pads to his own.

Aaron blinks at the wood before a smirk broke out on his face and he chuckles to himself. He glances out of the window. “He gets that from you.” He states with a grin, his eyes following as the leaves in the trees rustle back at him.

On the other end of the hallway, Jack flops down in bed with a grin. “PhoenixPren” He says to himself. “Real subtle, Miss Emily.” He laughs to himself and flicks his lamp off.

Word Count : 2282

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#criminal minds #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #hotchniss #agent hotchner #criminal minds fanfiction #hotch #agent prentiss #emily prentiss fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfiction #hotchniss fanfiction #The Phoenix and The Rocket

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aristi-achaion · 7 months

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[20 Question Fic Writer Tag]

tagged by @johaerys-writes hehe ❤️

How many works do you have on AO3? 35!

What is your AO3 word count? 321,184 (that's nearly a book)

What fandoms do you write for? Right now, primarily for Patrochilles (TSOA/Hades game/classic lit), but I've also written for a bandom I'm in :)

What are your top five fics by kudos? Chronos, The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, I Can't Believe I've Met You, I'm So Blessed You're Mine, and A Welcome Threatening Stir!

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yesss absolutely! I try to respond to every comment, even if it's from an older fic. I love hearing what people have to say, and seeing that they enjoyed the story is what makes me keep writing haha

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? This is easy because I don't think I've ever written something angstier than I Know I Always Said That I Could Never Hurt You, it's the only fic I've ever tagged "hurt no comfort"

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Another easy one, Chronos!! I was only too happy to give them everything they deserved and more by the end of this fic, they'd been through too much haha

Do you get hate on fics? I don't think I've ever gotten *true* hate, mostly just people yelling at me because I've made Achilles suffer haha but I like strong emotions, it means i'm going my job correctly!

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes, always. It's mostly pretty vanilla stuff, but I experimented with writing some kinkier stuff with Cuffed.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I've never written one!

Have you ever had a fic stolen? No, but there was one time where someone posted my fics on a different website without permission. They gave me credit, but I believe the site was taken down or at least the fics were deleted (some kind of bootleg ao3??)

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! I've had a fic translated into Spanish, and I've been asked if someone could translate different fics into Russian and another language :)

Have you ever cowritten a fic before? Yes, I haven't in a long time but I had a really fun time cowriting! I wrote the Rocket Man series with an incredible author :) It's fun to bounce ideas off another person and see how your writing styles merge and evolve together!

What's your all-time favourite ship? Favorite ship to write about is definitely Patrochilles, but I've been reading a ton of Firstprince lately, they're like a comfort ship for me haha

What's a WIP you'd like to finish but doubt you ever will? I started writing a cowboy au back when I finished school, wrote a couple thousand words for it and then just dropped it. I want to finish it though!!! I just don't know when I'll get to it, and I don't live in the country anymore so I don't have a lot of inspiration lol

What are your writing strengths? Probably writing intense emotions, and having my characters go through some truly distressing moments. I'm a cancer so I like to pride myself on being in touch with my emotions lol

What are your writing weaknesses? Description, and the fact that I struggle with getting a story started. Part of me always wants to pull an Ernest hemingway and just describe the scenery for a couple hundred words before I do anything, and I don't know what to do to fix that lol

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I like adding it if I'm comfortable with the other language or have a person who speaks the language to consult with. I think it's great when you want to emphasize the place/culture the characters come from, but when the translations aren't right there it can become a little tedious lol

First fandom you wrote for? Bandom fics, I don't want to say it but it literally might be McLennon 🥲

Favourite fic you've ever written? Honestly... This is tough. Because Chronos is definitely my most popular fic and I'm very proud of it. But there's also a few that I had so much fun writing, like This Side of Paradise, that almost felt inspired when I was writing it. That one is definitely the most sickeningly romantic fic I've ever written, another I'm very proud of. I also actually really love I Know I Always Said That I Could Never Hurt You, because I was able to incorporate a lot of actual text from the Iliad into it, and I think I did a really good job!!

This was so fun!!!!! Thank you Jo ❤️

#fic writing #fanfic #my fic

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Have you calmed down Mem? You haven't posted in a few days? - No, I have not. I just started my rants and realized I needed more time to rotate those particular details, so I'm sure you'll be getting more of it later. Also, I needed to pause my reread of Tun Hai because I'm not altogether sure I won't go right back to Poyun once I've finished, and I needed January to be over before I read it a third time this year.

See? I'm consuming media that makes me unhinged in an entirely normal way.

One of the reasons that these novels make me so feral though is the underlying premise of Knowing someone. Because we're all queer here and that totally makes us feral, I know.

But just, I saw someone comment about how Yan Xie accepts Jiang Ting despite the lies, and that's kind of not what's going on. Yes, Jiang Ting is a lying liar who lies. He's not even very good at saying what he wants in the relationship, Yan Xie specifically calls him on this repeatedly.

Because he's not very good at saying it, but he shows up in Yan Xie's apartment after the key was tossed at him, he drinks the 'wife tea' once the tea cake has already been rendered valueless (And I adore that Yan Xie has to break up the second one before he'd touch something so expensive. Yan Xie sees through him), he takes Yan Xie out to lunch and hangs out with him, not just for the case (though he's definitely doing that too. He's a trauma kitten that needs enclosure simulation because he will overthink everything if left alone), but because he sees that freedom and yearns for it, and that yearning turns to affection that he can't stop himself from getting near, no matter how bad an idea it is.

So yes, he's lying, but three separate people in the novel have watched him long enough to know Jiang Ting isn't who everyone says he is and who he himself thinks he is. Yan Xie watched as Jiang Ting raised the gun to his own forehead when Jin Jie triggered him and he knew that Jiang Ting couldn't have pulled the trigger against rivet. Han Xiaomei knew there was something wrong because she might be just an intern but she's not stupid, but she saw that Jiang Ting would kill without blinking an eye and she also knew he kept her hidden intentionally to protect her. Ma Xiang listens to Jiang Ting say yes, he is the most suspicious of everyone, but chooses to ignore all that and trust him anyway because he sees how broken Jiang Ting is while Yan Xie is in the operating room. Jiang Ting is essentially the open secret of the whole sub-bureau and this is not because Yan Xie is besotted with him, but because they've all judged his actions and decided against all reason that he's not the mole.

Of course they know he's lying about his past. They saw the him of now and decided what was known wasn't nearly as relevant as the evidence of who Jiang Ting is before them.

When Yan Xie says 'Why are you always so dishonest about your feelings?" When he says "Why do you always choose the wrong people to protect you?" When he says "Why don't you trust me to still love you?" He knows. He knows Jiang Ting. He knows the past is important and that it matters, but none of the past will ever change the fact that he's in love with Jiang Ting now - in the person who Jiang Ting is to him. Because that person who Jiang Ting is, who he sees, isn't wrong.

When Jiang Ting asks "Do you still trust me?" after Yan Xie has finally uncovered everything, and Yan Xie responds with a shrug and "What do you think?" Jiang Ting has to hastily cut him off, saying "It's better that you don't." Because he's half-afraid of the answer Yan Xie will give when he has to betray him and point a gun at his head and it has to be believable or they'd both be dead.

Yan Xie has already deleted the one picture from his phone album that he couldn't get rid of. He's already had his heart broken. He doesn't even realize when he's started crying when Jiang Ting kisses him and points the gun at him. But he still never denies it. Even when he can't fully believe in the hope that's being dangled before him, because Yang Mei is the one who saved him and that had to be planned, he still goes to Chief Lu and asks. He still says 'it was too fast and I didn't see clearly' despite Jiang Ting shooting ten people in front of him.

He still goes home and sees Jiang Ting everywhere in their apartment. And when he finally, finally finds evidence that Chief Lu was the one lying this time, he bluffs his way to finding out the truth about Jiang Ting being undercover without a second thought. Because despite everything, he loves the person Jiang Ting is.

Tun Hai goes a step further, and there's a reason I go ride or die so fast in that novel. Because Bu Chonghua is wrong about so many things. Like, I genuinely love how off he is on the mark of his analysis of Wu Yu, while still being 100% right about seeing through him. When he falls in love with Wu Yu, he falls hard, and all of his assumptions get turned on their head in the end, but that doesn't matter to him. What matters is Wu Yu in front of him that he's fallen in love with. That this is the person he's been chasing after for twenty years, without even knowing who he was. When he raced back to the martyr's cemetery because he bet that he knew Wu Yu, despite everything and that he couldn't be wrong because he knew the person he had fallen in love with. And Wu Yu isn't there, he nearly turns back, but then he sees Wu Yu is just a little later than him and he won his bet despite everything.

Wu Yu is terrified of Bu Chonghua's ability to see through him. He knows it's only a matter of time and he's set to disappear entirely, he's already known. Jiang Ting pulls him back, helping him hide and letting him stay a little longer (and I am So Normal about this, fuck, Jiang Ting this isn't even your novel and I'm feral), but it's already too late. When Bu Chonghua asks who a'Gui is, when he flat up tells Wu Yu that's it's a nice story, but that doesn't make the story less of a lie, and he says "But none of that matters because I still love you."

It's not that Wu Yu and Jiang Ting lie. It's not that Yan Xie and Bu Chonghua accept them despite knowing it's a lie. Because it's not a lie, not really, not where it matters most. There is evidence and there is the truth that is before them, and these dumb ass cousins choose to love the truth in front of them instead. When everyone, including Wu Yu and Jiang Ting themselves told them of the Monster that they are, Yan Xie and Bu Chonghua said that maybe you are a monster, but you're not a Monster to me. I'll look head on, because I've already seen the Truth.

And listen, I'm aware this is a gay coproganda novel, but it didn't have to go so hard at being Queer. That's just rude.

#Breaking through the Clouds #Swallowing the Seas #Huai Shang #seriously someone read these with me #also I've half a post about Wu Yu's canon Disney Princess gender identity #but it needs to ruminate a bit more #same with Bu Chonghua and his definition of home #Also I say I paused tun hai reread because january #but truthfully it was because I knew the Flashback lies were coming #and I knew they would hurt twice as much #and boy did they #like fuck that hurt a lot #and Jiang Ting lying through his teeth to convince Wu Yu not to run away #I have a Lot of Emotions about that scene #Because only the two of them know the lies and only the two of them are there but they still cannot say the truth #Look I know you have to go through three different translations for the first book #And the translator of the second never managed to figure out how to link the next chapter #But you should still all join me

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chaifootsteps · 2 years

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Sorry to bring up Lop again as I imagine it must be tiring to get asks about them on a semi-regular basis. This is also more of a rant than anything else.

With that pre-amble out of the way, I have written to you previously about them. First was about the possible origin of the subtext and second was talking about how they have been deleting everything.

Someone asked on their most recent journal where they were and if they had entirely quit deviantART and I replied, noting they were extremely active on Patreon (thus okay and not gone) as well as how things were coming out about them on a specific website that they could easily come back from--but that they were choosing instead to bury their head in the sand (not exact wording, but the gist).

Surprise, surprise! They deleted the comments within an hour. So they're obviously paying attention.

I've been a fan of Lop's for many a year and seeing them act like an absolute child instead of owning up to what has happened has made me lose any and all respect I once had. I've been scrubbing my account of any favorites I may have made in reference to them as well as deleting my comments. I know I shouldn't feel so negatively since they're a random person online and I know they're not even aware of who I am, even after having commented on their posts for so long and being responded to, but I just... can't seem to stop feeling gross for having looked up to them in the first place.

I wish they would own up to the things that have been said, say 'sorry I was an ass' (because they absolutely have been if we're not mincing words here), and move on. Not for my sake or anything like that, but for their followers on deviantART. While I know there are some who feel as nebulous as I do, if not more so, I am also keenly aware that there are people who see them as a friend (para-social or otherwise) and for them to go radio silent like this is going to be hurting them a great deal. Yes, para-social relationships are unhealthy to begin with and those impacted by it will need to figure out their own ways to adjust and/or grow beyond, but for the time being?

They need to stop burying their head in the sand, pretending nothing is going on and leaving people who give a shit in the dark. It's callous at best--even if they don't give a flying bit about those who view their content for free. Honestly a part of me cannot help but think they're staying quiet because they actually don't care about anyone--unless they happen to be paying to see their work through Patreon (and probably not even then!) because money is obviously the most important thing of all. /s

The funny thing is, I remember when they did make a very big, very showy announcement about how they realized they'd been abrasive in the past and were going to try to be less so. They then proceeded to immediately become more abrasive and nasty within the space of about a month, maybe less than that, and they've been getting worse ever since.

It almost sounds like they just openly don't even give a shit about people anymore and aren't pretending to, unless you're giving them money. Hell, maybe that's healthier, but I dunno. It's just disappointing.

#anonymous #lopoddity #actual blog post

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thesleeplessdream · 10 months

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Probably gonna delete this later (vent warning) I just sat for 20 minutes starring at my phone, trying to decide what to answer my moms text: 'Can we come over this weekend?' On the one hand I just sighed internally and to vent my frustration I wrote the most obscene things like 'Heh, fuck no' and even 'why did you give birth to me, just so you'd have someone to talk to?' But I never sent them, duh Finally I answered, 'Which day?' You never know how another person will react to you reaching out, I've tried to distance myself from (at least one of them) my parents since I moved out (5 years ago) I still answer texts - just because they'd think I'd died otherwise and like send the cops or something - but hate how they really don't give a shit if you feel like calling (face timing) them or not, like why don't you just write like everyone else?? And once I do answer a call they only ask about the most basic shit like: Have you found a job yet? or When are you moving back "home"? I don't wish to associate with them for many reasons, mainly because our worldviews are too different as well as childhood trauma. That being said, while I was still panicking of what to write I looked over my desk and on the far side lay a note. I've already written about this but around 4 years ago I was in the hospital (stroke) and ofc it just had to happen when I was staying with my parents for the summer. After already being seen by nurses my mom took out a note and handed it to me, I only found out later what it said:

In shorts, it lists some of the symptoms I had and how she 'demanded' they'd test me for more serious diseases. And they did, and I was diagnosed Now I don't know whether it was the note or me threatening to bash my head in due to the pain that made them act but re-reading the note again I can feel how scared she was, not knowing what was wrong with me And that's the worst part I think, because even though we don't see eye-to-eye on a lot of things (most things I'd say -_-) this note proves, at least somewhat, that she does in fact care I don't expect either of them to change and honestly, between the two she's done a waaaay better job of parenting. Even still that doesn't excuse her behavior, it doesn't erase all those bad childhood memories or the ones made in later years and how they affect me

But knowing she cares this much - and still does what she does, consciously or not and then how I react and respond - I think that hurts more than if she didn't care at all

And I have to live with this knowledge... Anyway off I go to draw some more fanart and ignore my problems :D

#vent #mommy issues

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dedalvs · 1 year

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I posted 135 times in 2022

That's 135 more posts than 2021!

80 posts created (59%)

55 posts reblogged (41%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@belovedlittlecorpse

@quothalinguist

@frattynattyladdie

@zjofierose

@mandaloriandy

I tagged 83 of my posts in 2022

Only 39% of my posts had no tags

#conlang - 58 posts

#language - 43 posts

#valyrian - 24 posts

#high valyrian - 22 posts

#hotd - 20 posts

#house of the dragon - 19 posts

#got - 12 posts

#game of thrones - 11 posts

#orthography - 9 posts

#langtime - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 47 characters

#the vowels that are untouchable like eliot ness

My Top Posts in 2022:

Hi, welcome back to Tumblr! Your Trigdasleng posts back in the day were fascinating, even though I never watched the show they're from. Keep on keepin' on.

Thank you! It's good to be back, and this is as good a place as any to talk about why I'm here and what I'm doing.

As I see it, I'll probably be reblogging stuff less here, even though that's how I made my name way back when, and instead responding mostly to asks in my inbox.

To give myself a fresh start, I have deleted all 3,999 of my asks. I'm starting fresh—with this one, which was the first! My inbox got too overwhelming, so this was needed.

To answer some questions some may have, if you haven't followed me elsewhere recently:

I'm most active on Instagram, where I am @athdavrazar.

I worked on HBO's House of the Dragon, and got to create a writing system for High Valyrian, which I'm very excited about.

I created the Sangheili language for Paramount+'s Halo with Carl Buck, who is on Instagram as @tlacamazatl (he's on Tumblr as @tlacamazatl too!). We are presently working on season 2.

Yes, I left Twitter (quite a bit ago). I'm now more active on Discord, where I'm on a few servers.

I created a wiki for all my languages, and am unevenly working on all of them, and some languages have a team of people working on them (in particular High Valyrian).

I am traveling again, so I hope to announce those here when they happen.

If there's anything I missed, you let me know. I look forward to answering asks again, and joining in the general silliness of Tumblr! <3

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The Elder Runes from The Witcher

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Well now I HAVE to ask how to say/write "chicken" in your various languages!

Oh here we go...

🐔🐥🐤🐣🐓

Azrán: upózh

Bodzvokhan: dǝq

Castithan: chikano (< English)

Dothraki: jiz

Hen Linge: mak

High Valyrian: ñoves (rooster), qulbes (hen)

Irathient: tisese

Kamakawi: iki (animal), i'iki (food)

Méníshè: t'òdír

Noalath: vokach

Övüsi: kuge

Ravkan: shuk (rooster), shuka (hen)

Trigedasleng: omi (generic), egleya (hen)

Yulish: bökki

Zemeni: wela

Zhyler: levžel

That's not all of them, but that's a lot of them!

(Btw, I was sitting here coming up with this list, and @quothalinguist glances at it and is instantly like, "You're coming up with words for 'chicken'? Méníshè's got one!' And, of course, she was right!)

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My #1 post of 2022

Do you have any thoughts on the translation scene in Goncharov? I haven't seen a lot of people talking about it but it's a pretty pivotal scene and given that what they're doing is not dissimilar to a conlang imo i figured you might have some good insights

*sigh*

I figured someone was going to ask this eventually...

So listen, the whole translation scene in Goncharov is not technically conlang-related. It's actually even more brilliant, but it's hard to explain.

Since the tutor doesn't speak Russian and the nurse only speaks Italian, the aphasiac Soviet spy has to use an impromptu series of hand gestures to indicate that he either does or doesn't understand. I mean, you can glean that from the subtitles, so that's no big revelation.

But this is where it gets weird and...I mean, linguistically controversial, to say the least, but it was the 70s.

As the tutor and the nurse attempt to communicate with him and each other, they begin to winnow down their vocabulary to words that are cognate between Italian and Russian. And through this back and forth, the languages seem like they're blending, but what they're actually doing is reversing the sound changes of Italian and Russian until they both end up, improbably, at Proto-Indo-European. It's like something you'd see in Fantasia, but aural! It's...utterly bizarre.

And, of course the final word that the nurse and the tutor utter simultaneously, the one that brings the spy to tears, is *bʰewdʰ- "awake, aware"—which, I mean, knowing how the rest of the movie goes...yeah. Bombshell. And it's crazy to me that they didn't subtitle it! Like, you pretty much have to be a PIE scholar to get that, and the entire subplot hinges on it! I mean, bold isn't the word for it. Unfathomable. Cannot believe they got away with that...

Rumor has it that Morris Halle consulted on the film, but he's adamantly refused to talk about. (For years, he'd end all his guest lectures with, "Are they any questions about anything other than Goncharov?") He never once confirmed whether or not he was involved (of course, he wasn't credited, but that wouldn't be unusual for the time even if he was involved).

I can see why you'd think it would be a conlang, but the reverse-engineered sound changes were so precise, and the whole thing so by the book, that there really wasn't any actual invention. It was all Indo-European!

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Meant To Be - Chapter Nineteen: Be Here All Weekend

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Summary: You become the assistant to one of, if not, the most successful businessmen in all of Tokyo and while working for him you meet his 2nd in command. How will things unfold when one is a hopeless romantic and believes in the idea of a soulmate while the other doesn't care for it and has already made up their mind not to give their soulmate a chance?

You sit in the parking garage ready to head up when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. "Ah shit! I can't go in looking like this!" You start to panic, you remember taking out the spare clothes in your car to swap them out and forgetting to actually do so. You mentally slap yourself for forgetting, that is until you see something in your peripheral. Your eyes land on the jacket Hakkai left in the backseat, mentally remembering to thank him later. You put the jacket on and can't help but laugh at how big it is on you and how ridiculous you now look.

You finally make it to the top floor and make your way to the conference room. You peek your head in and see all five men scattered around the room just typing away on their laptops. "So what's the situation?" You question before plopping down into one of the chairs. "What are you wearing?" Mitsuya asks concerned and you can't help but chuckle.

"And here I was thinking I'd get to see your outfit from tonight." Baji says with a pout. You can't help but roll your eyes, over the last few weeks you've grown more comfortable with Baji. "Basically, all 6 months worth of work we've done for the project has been deleted. We tried recovering it and it didn't work. And before you ask, there isn't a backup. Why? We're not going to get into it." Draken says while rubbing his temples. You can tell that he's stressed. "So we'll literally be here all weekend." It's then that you notice that they're all still in their clothes from earlier. "Wait. Have you guys been here this whole time?"

They all look at you and nod. "Why didn't you call sooner??" Mikey looks over at you with a sheepish grin. "We wanted you to have some fun after we promised we wouldn't need you." You couldn't help but smile at how thoughtful they were being towards you, but at the same time wishing they'd have called you sooner because that means you'll probably be working until Sunday evening trying to get everything done.

"Did you guys have dinner yet?" They look at each other before responding. It's like they forgot they needed to eat because they were too busy trying to get as much work done as they could. "I'll order something for us. Any requests?" Mikey asks before walking out of the room to make the order. "L/n!" You glance over at Baji who's motioning for you to come over to him.

You let out a sigh before walking over to him, who was leaning against the table. "Baji-san?" You question while tilting your head. He leans his head on your shoulder while wrapping his arms around you. "Just let me do this for a bit. I'm a little stressed." You nod and run one hand through his hair while the other rubs circles on his back. It had become a thing between the two of you whenever you were together but only when you weren't in the office. "Uhh...am I missing something?" Chifuyu questions.

"Oh. This is a thing we do when Baji gets stressed or just needs to breathe for a second. It happened when he dropped me off at my place after our first gym date when we were talking, so now it's become a thing." You notice the guys all glaring daggers at Baji. "I want to do that with l/n too!" You see the lilac haired male pout.

"Wait did you just call him without the honorifics?" Draken questions. You're quick to slap a hand over your mouth, realizing your slip up. You feel Baji trying to hold in a laugh, you know he was living for it, he always hated having to hide it. "Outside of work I haven't been using it. I just didn't want to have you guys feel left out." You admit. Baji pulls away from you and gives your cheek a squeeze, something he enjoyed doing you found out the more you spent time with him. "My turn." Chifuyu says while standing in front of you. You can't help but chuckle but happily oblige. You do the same for Mitsuya and Mikey as well. You glance over at Draken, "do you want one too?" He hesitates before the guys pressure him into doing it.

You let out a chuckle as you watch him awkwardly press his face into the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around your waist. You feel your heartbeat increase, something that didn't happen with the other four men. You were really hoping he couldn't hear it. Focusing on rubbing comforting circles on his back, you were hoping that would distract you and calm your beating heart. After a few minutes, Mikey comes in to announce that the food had been delivered. You both awkwardly pull away, but not before you notice a light pink dusting his cheeks.

After dinner it was like a switch had been turned on. Everyone was focused, all you could hear in the room were the tapping of keys, paper shuffling, and the occasional mouse click. This was the quietest you had seen them, it was definitely an interesting sight to say the least. Even Mikey was focused, normally he was the one who'd be asking to take a break.

You stifle a yawn before glancing at the clock on your screen, it's almost 3am. And you notice that it's awfully quiet. You realize that aside from Draken, everyone else had fallen asleep. "I think we should call it a night." He says while standing up and doing a quick stretch. He motions for you to follow him, which you do. You find yourself in his office, confused as to why you're in there. "It's too late for you to be driving home, and I can tell you're sleepy. Take the couch." He says while going through one of his drawers and pulling out two blankets before handing it to you.

"What about you Draken-san?" You notice a smirk appear on his face. "Worried about me l/n?" You can hear the teasing tone in his voice. Rolling your eyes you decide to take him up on his offer of sleeping on the couch. You were still curious to where he was going to sleep and you watch as he just gets on the floor and grabs one of the pillows off the couch and drapes the other blanket over him. "I can take the floor Draken-san! This is your couch!" You say getting up. "Relax. I always sleep on the floor when I have late nights. I don't fit comfortably on the couch." You let out a sigh but lay back down. It doesn't take long before you're dozing off.

Lol the reason the files weren't backed up were because there was a miscommunication and everyone assumed someone else was going to back it up.

Lmao please idk why I even wrote this scene?? But I guess I just wanted an excuse for reader & draken to somewhat sleep together 😂😂

Don't ask me what color Mitsuya's hair is because idek. Is it like black with blonde or...??

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adventuresoutsidethegenderbinary · 3 years

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Hi! Really sorry to bother you and also just a heads up that I'm gonna be talking about a transphobic, biphobic, aphobic, and toxic controlling mother who is often dismissive of mental illness. My situation doesn't sound great when I put it like that, does it? If this isn't something you wanna post or respond to or anything you can just delete it, no worries! I just wanted to talk about this somewhere.

I'm bi and genderfluid, out as bi irl to most everyone but not out to anyone as genderfluid. I've known I was bi for a few years now (though I'm starting to question that), but I only recently realized I was genderfluid.

I came out as bi last year, after seeing a musical with my mom. She had said in the past that if I ever questioned my sexuality and stuff, it was safe to tell her. I had told her I was having some issues with mental health and she agreed to get me into counseling (while also saying a little bit that I was over-exaggerating). She asked me if there was anything else I wanted to say and I sat there in silence for what felt like a few minutes, trying to will myself to say the two words of "I'm bi", but I only barely eventually managed to say "I think I'm bi," and I made myself over-emphasize my not knowing.

She told me not to come out to anyone else. She said people would be cruel. She told me I should only tell people I'm interested in dating, and that even then I shouldn't say bi because they'd think I was a cheater. She told me about her friend who identified as a lesbian in high school who ended up married to a man. She told me that I was wrong about who I was and that I should keep my liking more than one gender a secret.

I ignored this and came out to my friend group (because I knew it was safe and it seemed so much nicer to be able to joke with them). This year I joined GSA with some people I'm close to and started being more out at school because it's fairly safe for me. She doesn't say anything about it.

My mom likes controlling the things I have. She says I don't deserve privacy on my phone (She hasn't checked it in a while though so she hasn't figured out I'm on here yet). She says she won't look through my desk and stuff but I don't expect her to actually respect that when it comes down to it. I've been testing using different pronouns in a notebook, and if she finds it, it'll immediately out me.

I'm questioning if I might be aspec. She's said things about kids and people who use different pronouns as well as saying ace kids are just not developed yet and are eventually going to experience attraction.

When I correct her on pronouns, she dismisses me and talks about how sensitive I am. When I called her out on not trying to change which pronouns she used and for mocking trans people after I correct her, she claimed none of it was transphobic. Every time she starts a fight after I talk about something I found interesting, she gets mad at me for starting it. She comes in and says afterwards that she hopes I can learn to get along with her better.

It's all frustrating and tiring and again I'm sorry if this is excessively long or else otherwise annoying. Your posts make me really happy, and it's nice to know that I'm not alone.

Hi friend!

Sorry this took me so long to answer!

I'm really sorry about your mom - it's up to you who you come out to and when, and that should be a choice that you can make without fearing her. I'm glad that your friend group is supportive - keep seeking out people who embrace you for who you are!

It sounds like your mom has a lot of false beliefs about LGBTQ+ people (ex: bi people are cheaters, ace people just aren't developed yet), and I'm sorry about that too. I hope you remember that she's wrong, and that your identity is valid as you are.

I appreciate the fact that you stand up for the correct usage of pronouns, and I know that this must be really hard for you. I'm sorry that your mom is so unwilling to learn. Please remember that you are not obliged to change her mind, especially not while you are dependent on her.

I hope things get better for you, anon. In the mean time, keep being the awesome person that you are.

Much love,

River

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littoraly-art · 3 years

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😌 💕 i feel so loved, thank youu

and might I say, you have a Very Big Brain

also 👉👈 Im sorry for the weird ask format bc uh somehow I deleted the original draft but was able to screenshot the ask bc.. long story, ANYWAYS

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A/N: this will be slightly divergent from my previous baby!Lamb fics. (But only because I briefly mentioned Geralt in my last one)

A/N 2.0: im gonna start doing page breaks for my fics bc it'll be easier organization

• General

• Fluff

• Lambert, Eskel, and Geralt

• Wolf Pup Shenanigans

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The first inkling of Eskel's suspicions started with when he set about making Lambert's new poppet.

He was seated on the low wall–the one that bordered the vegetable garden–and were basking in the warmth of the sun that gently tickled their skin. They'd been given an afternoon of free play and Lambert, for one, liked watching for birds so that he could scare them off with lots of yelling, accompanied by the brandishing of a stick. He said it was much more fun than dealing with the other students and definitely much more fun than sitting in the library with Vesemir.

Eskel couldn't blame him.

The older boy was balanced on the wall with his legs tucked into a neat criss-crossed position so that all of his materials could sit in his lap as he worked. He really didn't mind accompanying Lambert out there because he could sew just as well out there as he could anywhere else. Plus, it was fun to listen to the other wolf chatter on about his day.

Said redhead was walking himself along the wall, balancing and doing little pirouettes every so often. And, every so often, Eskel would pipe up, "wrong," causing Lambert to freeze before righting his footing. Oh, and sticking his tongue out at the older boy.

"Can you give the poppet hair?"

Eskel lifted his eyes to watch as Lambert spun yet again before the other boy jumped down and snatched up his stick from where it was laying on the ground.

"Hair? Like.."

"Like the ones in the shops down in Ard Carraigh," Lambert chirped in response, remembering back to the city he'd only ever been through once. He flashed a grin at Eskel as he climbed back up onto the low wall, now with mock sword in hand.

"You know you're not supposed to practice your drills alone."

There was a dramatic sigh and a roll of Lambert's eyes as he began smacking, along the wall with his stick, instead. "So.. Can you give it hair?"

"I.. sure?" Eskel tipped his head to the side in brief consideration and then dropped his eyes back to the item in his hands, returning to his sewing. Watching as the needle swam in and out of the soft linen fabric. Pricking his finger every so often as his tongue lightly poked out between his teeth. "..What color? Red, like yours?" Not that he knew where he'd find that color. They didn't have any dyed yarn that he was allowed to use, that he knew of.

"No. White."

Eskel paused as he lifted his eyes back to watch his friend as the younger boy was now trying to whack the stick against the heavy bough of the half dead tree that stood, gnarled, on the other side of the wall.

"White?"

"Yeah, I want it to be white."

Eskel regarded the other curiously with a tiny little smile before looking back down at his project, yet again. "I don't think we have any white yarn. How about grey or brown?"

Lambert halted in thought, holding his stick above his head with both hands. It only took a moment's consideration before he nodded lightly. "Grey works."

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The second instance, that Eskel stumbled upon, seemed to only confirm his suspicions.

Lambert was perched on a rickety bench that sat to the side of the training yard and he was watching raptly as one of older mentors was running Eskel's peer group through a drill that incorporated Aard. Eskel was stood off to the side to observe since he was the most adept at Signs than the rest of his peers. This allowed him to help call out mistakes, when need. And, at the moment, it allowed him the opportunity to look over and see that Lambert was zoned in on one student in particular.

Geralt.

The white haired boy was a mischievous, headstrong thing who had quite the aptitude for the graceful maneuvers of the Wolf School. His chin length, slightly curly hair was held back with a simple brown headband and the item effectively kept his hair out of his face as he twisted about in the drilled sequence.

Lambert had his knees tucked against his chest, arms wrapped 'round them and his chin settled softly on top as he studied the scene in front of him. His wide eyes followed every single movement as he murmured the names of each maneuver, under his breath.

As Eskel was called back into the group, he made a mental note to give the poppet a headband along with the white hair, and he grinned to himself.

Leave it to Geralt to inspire such dazzled eyes and intent focus.

Lambert had really come down to the training yard so that he could grab Eskel once he was done for the day. He had a whole list of things he wanted to do before dinner and he absolutely needed Eskel to join him in his plans. It wasn't fun to get up to trouble alone, after all.

He however realized that, as he sat to wait for Eskel, he could just as happily take that time to watch Geralt.

Geralt was the best.

He was strong and fast and funny and stubborn and so very sure of himself and goodness! Just everything that Lambert could ever dream of being.

But, he had never interacted with him before. Oh, no, no. Lambert couldn't risk that. What if Geralt thought he was dumb like the other boys did? What if he thought it was weird that Lambert looked up to him as a role model? He could not risk that.

He wouldn't know what to do if that happened.

So, there he sat, for the entire session. He sat, quiet and respectful, not interrupting so that he wouldn't be asked to leave. (Which definitely had never ever happened before..)

At the end, when all the equipment was being packed up and put away, Lambert jumped up from his spot and began making his way across the yard. He clasped his hands behind him and took steps that had a subtle little skip to them, running over his list of plans in his head.

That was when he froze, though. He watched, while holding his breath, as Geralt slung his arm around Eskel's neck and the two older boys laughed together about.. well, something. Lambert's eyes were as wide as could be and he brought his hands in front of himself to fidget as he took a couple steps back.

Oh.

The conversation between the two continued on before Eskel spotted Lambert, giving him an easy grin. He then, to Lambert's horror, began to guide Geralt over, arm around his friend's middle as they still chattered.

Once it was confirmed that they were definitely headed towards him, Lambert spooked. He was not ready to meet Geralt. Not like this.

He had an utterly embarrassed expression on his face and fidgeted with his hands more before twisting on his heel and taking off.

Not today.

"Lamb?"

Eskel knocked on the door that was already partially open but then he stuck his head into the room, where he spotted a large lump underneath the blanket that was draped over the far bed. The older boy smiled lightly and then slipped inside the room, gently closing the door behind him.

"Are you asleep?"

"Mm.."

"Did I just wake you?"

"..No." The voice that came after a little groan, and the sound of a yawn, said otherwise and Eskel's smile widened.

"Okay, well, sit up because I have something for you," Eskel hummed and then climbed onto the bed, holding the finished poppet in his lap. "'t's gonna to be dinner time soon anyways."

A fiery mop of curls revealed itself from under the covers and Lambert sat up fully, turning to Eskel with a tilt to his head. Questioning. Until he saw tha finished poppet, that is.

"It's done!"

"Yep. Here you go," He laughed as he handed it over. "And it looks enough like Geralt, don't you think?"

Lambert held it at arm's length with a grin before frowning quickly and furrowing his little brows. "It's not.. that's not why–"

"Well, sure it is," Eskel laughed again, good naturedly and then shifted so that he could flop onto his back, laying next to Lambert. "I can see how much you look up to him."

"That's not.."

"Nothing wrong with it, Lamb."

Lambert eyed him for a long moment and then dropped onto his back as well, so that they could lay shoulder to shoulder, as he hugged the poppet to his chest.

"..Do you like it?"

"Yeah, you did a good job," Lambert mumbled and then nudged his elbow into Eskel's side. "Thanks."

They fell into a comfortable silence as they both stared up at the ceiling, where hewn timbers ran from one side to the other. Eskel could practically feel Lambert thinking so he left him to that, knowing the other boy would speak up eventually.

And sure enough, he did.

"You're friends with him?"

"Who?"

He knew who.

"You know who."

"Who?"

"Geralt.." Lambert huffed and whined in annoyance as he kicked his foot against Eskel's leg.

"Oh.. him," Eskel stressed, teasing his friend and earning himself another light kick. "Yeah. I am. We've been friend since before me an' you were friends."

That made Lambert sit up with another huff, this one sounding particularly offended. "What? And you never told me?" He complained loudly.

"I didn't know you wanted to know..!" Eskel responded, laughing as he shook his head. "And how did you not know? We always do stuff together."

"Well–" Lambert frowned and then shoved Eskel's knees that were in a bent position, with his feet flat on the mattress. "I just didn't know!"

"Alright, alright."

Another bout of silence settled and Eskel was grinning to himself as Lambert stared down at his poppet with a look of intense focus. He draped an arm over his face so that his elbow covered his mouth; he really was trying to stop himself from laughing.

"Can I meet him?" The younger trainee said quietly, playing with the arms of the doll.

"Yeah. Go ahead. I think he's probably already down, ready for dinner."

"No!" The redhead shook his head and gave a pout as he looked up and hugged the poppet back against his chest. "You have to introduce me to him."

Eskel quirked a brow and then gave a laugh–one that he quickly apologized for when Lambert whined in offense. "Why?"

"Because.. Because I dunno what I would say," He explained in embarrassment, looking down and Eskel found himself making a sympathetic noise.

"He's just another kid like us. Just say hi."

"No.." He whined more insistently and shook his head. "You have to do it. Please, please, please? Esk, pleeeease?" He pouted more after drawing out the 'long e' sound.

"Ugh, come on." Eskel clambered off the bed and then stood up, snagging his fingers around Lambert's arm.

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"Geralt?" Eskel reached out to tap his friend's shoulder, and showed a sunshiny smile immediately as the other boy twisted around on the bench.

"What.. do you need?" He said slowly as he eyed Lambert–who was clutching onto Eskel's hand and partially hiding himself, eyes huge and round once again–curiously with a slight laugh.

"Lamb here wanted to meet you but wasn't sure what to say because he's embarrassed and shy," Eskel explained, to which Lambert immediately argued,

"What? Why would you tell him that? Prick!"

Geralt grinned and pushed himself to his feet as his hands settled on his hips. "He doesn't sound shy."

"Yeah! M'not!" There was a roll of eyes and huff from the youngest of the three as he let go of Eskel's hand. He folded his arms and stomped a foot.

Eskel had a proud smile on his face, having known that that would successfully crack Lambert out of his shell. The redhead was always quick to argue with things like that.

"So, Lamb?"

"Lambert." Said boy lifted his chin in a stubborn way, after correcting the nickname, and sticking out his hand for a handshake.

Geralt and Eskel smiled even more as they exchanged glances.

"Nice to meet you, Lambert," Geralt hummed and clasped the other boy's smaller hand and tilted his head to the side as he laughed. "Want to sit next to me during dinner?"

As his hand was dropped and that invitation extended, Lambert glanced over to Eskel with another wide eyed expression. Eskel simply shrugged with a big smile as he walked away to find his own spot.

He then looked back to Geralt who was gesturing to the bench with a raised brow and Lambert straightened himself up more, eyes bright.

"Would I ever !"

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ambivalent-anarchy · 3 years

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Body

Part 1 of 2

Part 2

Masterlist

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Warning: None

Anon requested- can I get a one shot where the reader does the body positivity trend with the new megan thee stallion song and the reader is insecure about how ppl will react to it?? Most importantly how peter will react to it?? K thanks

Awww I love doing smol readers and where Peter's actually the one that has it together lol sooo thanx for this

The TikTok is that new body positivity trend with that Megan Thee Stallion song. Couldn't link it because tumblr acts weird about links but part 2 will have a video for Peter. Also reader will be 18 (senior in high school) cuz some people think minors shouldn't participate in the trend lol

A/N: Either a motivation fairy hit me in the middle of the night or I'm really just that bored to the point where I had no choice but to get my motivation to write back. Either way I'm happy lol. Enjoy! Thanks to @yumings and @kelieah for helping me feel confident in this lol

Will definitely be a two parter🙂

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Body oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy oddy-

You'd finally finished editing the video.

It was a simple, short collage of all of your favorite selfies and pictures that showed off your body well. There was a new trend going around on TikTok and when you saw it you just had to jump at it headfirst.

People would take their favorite pictures of themselves, ones that showed off their bodies just the way they liked, and they'd put it to the sound of Megan Thee Stallion's song "Body".

You looked through your entire phone gallery to find pictures that you were confident enough to post, some you'd forgotten you even took in the first place.

When you were done, you threw in the simple caption that everyone was using.

Heard we're using this sound to show off. My turn then😜

Yeahhhhhh, the caption sounded much more confident than you actually felt.

You actually thought about deleting it from the minute you posted it. Insecure wasn't even the word for it. And even with your followers there to hype you up, you couldn't help but feel self-conscious. So, albeit hesitantly, you went to your friends for support.

The first person you showed was Michelle.

"You killed that," she said in math class as she passed you the phone underneath the table so that the professor wouldn't see.

"Thanks," you said. "I was honestly kinda nervous about it." You noticed her incredulous look and explained yourself, toying with the loose strings on your jacket. "Like seriously, I don't wanna fish for compliments, it's just that there are so many better ones out there."

Michelle gave a lopsided grin. "That's just you being insecure, you dork," she retorted. "You look hot." She gave an uninterested glare at the teacher when they told her to be quiet. Then she turned towards you with a smile. "You shown Peter yet? I bet he'd agree."

You shifted in your seat nervously and MJ immediately caught on. "What, you don't wanna show him?" She gave you a look when you took a while to answer. "Dude he's literally your boyfriend. I'm pretty sure he'll like it."

"MJ, we haven't even-" you looked around secretively. "-we haven't even taken our shirts off in front of each other yet. There's literally a pic of me in my sports bra and I.." You shrugged, a little embarrassed by the conversation topic. "I-i just don't know how he'd react."

You and Peter were a fairly new couple and were taking it slow. You'd only ever kissed, cuddled, and held hands so far. Plus, you were a major causal clothes wearer. Sweatshirts and jeans, those were your specialty. The two of you were in no rush and you were both fine with that, but you had no idea how he would react to seeing pictures of you like that.

And, though it wasn't the most feminist approach, you kinda wanted to impress him. Was that so bad?

MJ, forever the voice of patronizing reason, rolled her eyes at you. "So, let me get this straight. You're not fine with your boyfriend seeing sexy pictures of you, but you're okay with literal strangers seeing you instead?"

"Look, I know it's-"

"No, no I totally get it," she said with a sympathetic smirk, before laughing. "I just wanted to show you how dumb it sounded though."

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

"Look," she said, standing up and getting her things. "You have nothing to be worried about. Peter practically worships the ground you walk on. He'll love it."

When you showed Ned, he genuinely didn't give a shit.

"Oh my God, there's a new Megan Thee Stallion album?!"

"Uh, yeah."

"I have to listen to it right now!"

"Yeah okay, but do you like the-"

He was already plugging in his headphones before you even finished your sentence.

You showed Harry next. If anyone was gonna rate you unabashedly, it'd definitely be him.

He was the only friend you had in your lunch period, so you met up with him every day. Towards the end of lunch that day, you'll pulled out your phone and asked if he wanted to see the video. He enthusiastically agreed.

He watched the short video with an amused expression, bopping his head to the music all the while.

When it ended, he handed you your phone back and gave you a high-five. "Damn girl!," he praised. "Just throwing it out there, if Peter fails you, I'm hella available."

"Heh, thanks." You smiled as you felt your entire face heat up. "Ya think he'll like it?"

"What, you haven't shown him yet?" You shook her head, giving a nervous smile. "Oh-" he nodded confidently. "-he'll love it. Trust me."

"Are you sure?," you asked.

"Yeah," he responded with a shrug. "Why are you so worried?"

"Because he's not-..he doesn't really seem-" You couldn't find the right words for it. "I dunno, I just really want him to like it!"

Harry scoffed. "Look. Let me tell you a little secret about Peter Parker," he snickered. "Or practically all guys for that matter."

"Okay?," you said, curious as to where this was going.

He smirked. "You remember when he introduced himself to you at my party last summer?"

You nodded.

"Well, hon..." Harry lowered his head to where he was whispering in your ear. "Your personality wasn't what he was noticing from across the room.. catch my drift?" He chuckled when he saw you blushing as you caught where his eyes had wandered. "Just sayin'."

Seeing your incredulous expression, Harry continued. "Peter likes to act like he's not checking you out every second of the day, but I promise you he is. That little "I'm so respectful and bashful" crap he has going is complete B.S."

You smirked and rolled your eyes as he pulled away from your ear and kept walking. "You're an ass."

Harry shrugged. "True, but I'm a realistic ass." The alarm on his phone sounded which marked his time to start heading to his next class. Standing up, he smiled down at you. "Seriously, if I could take back all the time spent listening to Pete go on about how good you look in your jeans, I'd be one well rested guy."

You rolled your eyes, but it betrayed the small smile growing. After all, he wouldn't be Harry if he wasn't a flirtatious dweeb. "Bye Harry."

"Show him the video, [Y/N]. He'll love it. You know I'm right."

And then there was one...

Later in the day, you were talking with MJ after school, waiting because Peter always insisted on driving you home because chivalry was not going to die as long as he was alive to keep it going.

When he finally showed up, the first thing he did was take you by the hand and give you a quick peck on the forehead.

"How are you guys doing?," he asked as your little trio started to walk.

"We're good," you chirped, ever so conscious of the phone in your pocket that you were suddenly very hesitant to pull out.

MJ noticed and nudged you. "You got anything you wanna show anybody, [Y/N]?," she asked with a smirk, causing Peter to look at you curiously.

You stayed quiet, but MJ still wasn't putting up with it. "I think you may have a video that you made..."

You remained silent and Peter looked at you, a lot more confused now. MJ frowned. "Um... cough.. cough."

Peter laughed and stopped walking. "Okay, what am I missing?" He looked to you and when he didn't see your expression falter, he looked to MJ. "What's going on?"

Michelle shrugged. "[Y/N] wants to show you a dumb TikTok she made but she's scared about how you'll react."

"Michelle!," you scolded.

She shrugged again. "What? You weren't going to say anything anytime soon."

"A TikTok?," Peter questioned. "Cool, which one did you do this time?"

You could feel your face heat up for the hundredth time that day. "It's a...um.." You stared down at the ground. Jesus, this was hard. "..It's a body positivity trend."

His eyebrows went up at that. "Oh, well um.. is it cool if I see it?," he asked.

You blushed. "Sure." You pulled out your phone and opened the app. When you got to the video you quickly shoved it into his face before you had a chance to second-guess yourself.

Both you and Michelle watched Peter's face as he watched the video.

His cheeks immediately turned red but his expression was unreadable. He had to have watched it over 5 times before MJ pulled the phone out of his hand. "Helloooo, earth to Peter Parker?"

She snapped into his face several times and he started to blink wildly, apparently being pulled out of a trance. "I...um- heh.."

You gave a small, nervous smile. "..did you like it?," you asked, growing confused as stared at you, his expression still the same. "Um, Peter?"

Suddenly, he smiled and let out a little chuckle. "Sorry... just..." He laughed again and scratched his head, unable to keep eye contact. "You're just- like.... really hot."

You blushed. Fuck. "You're not just saying that are you?"

"No, really like-" He looked back at the phone. "...Damn." He bit his lip. "How on earth did I get so lucky?"

"Okay, can we please get in the car before I throw up?"

The two of you looked at an uncomfortable MJ with embarrassment riddled on your faces. "Yeah, totally," you said with an awkward cough. "Sorry."

"Nice video [Y/N]," Peter murmured bashfully, opening the door of his car for you, his face still beet red. "Really nice..."

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Future Card Buddyfight x Angels of Death AU

Hi hi! It's once again AU time! This AU turned out to be WAY longer than I had anticipated it to be and if I'm being honest, it's kind of a mess. I rushed some parts in an attempt to keep the central ideas small but in the end it still turned out to be this really long blog.

Because I'm not keen on writing about major gore/blood scenes I kept everything as light as I possibly could. I'll put some warnings in the tags to let you know what to look out for so with that being said, I hope you enjoy this AU and thank you in advance for reading!

The AU starts with Kanata waking up in a strange room one day. He has no memories of how he could've possibly ended up there but what he does know is that he's not supposed to be there. He gets up and leaves the room through the only door available to him which just so happens to be an elevator lift.

When the elevator doors open up again Kanata steps into a room that looks similar to "The Disaster" aka a destroyed wasteland in the mountains. While journeying around the wasteland Kanata befriends a boy named Tasuku Ryuenji. Tasuku, much like him, has no idea how he ended up in the room (area?) So the two of them venture around the wasteland in hopes of finding some kind of clues to get out of there because would you look at that! The elevator had seemingly vanished... After about a day of searching the wasteland Tasuku & Kanata come across a cave where a change of clothes, name cards, and flash lights are conveniently placed for them. - They find another elevator hidden further into the cave.

The next floor leads them straight into a laboratory where they encounter Kakeru Futaboshi, a young scientist in training. He leads the two of them a table, offering them food, snacks, and the promise to help them recover their memories. The two of them gratefully take the food (both of them practically starving) before they pass out. Kanata wakes up to the sound of Tasuku screaming. Apparently while they were unconscious Dr. Gara (Kakeru) had started to run some rather harmful tests on them. A strange surge of energy helps Kanata to not only break out of the restraints he'd been tied to but also knock Dr. Gara several feet away from Tasuku. With Dr. Gara out of the way, Kanata frees Tasuku and they make a run for it. They run into several dead ends and dodge various traps before they find another elevator but as soon as the doors open, they're quiet literally jump inside. With the doors closing shut behind them they each get to witness how a very angry Dr. Gara had been running after them with some rather sharp looking tools.

The next room the doors open up to resembles a black galaxy vortex(?) They cautiously step into it meeting a boy named Gaito almost immediately after. While conversing with Gaito he explains how he he'd been trapped in the room for several months with no way out. Though a little reluctant, Tasuku and Kanata ask Gaito to join them on. Gaito agrees, of course, and winds up spending a lot of time with Kanata. Each time Kanata asks him why he doesn't want to interact with Tasuku, Gaito claims how Kanata is part of "his destiny" while Tasuku isn't. After saying this Gaito starts acting strange. It starts off slowly with Gaito comparing the two of them as they all working together to crack some puzzles here and there. But as they venture deeper into the room Gaito starts to passive aggressively hurt Tasuku in numerous ways. He only stops when they need Tasuku to focus all his attention on a puzzle that unlocks the elevator door they find. During this time Gaito takes it upon himself to sneak away with Kanata to have a private conversation. He asks Kanata if it'd be okay to get rid of Tasuku so that they can continue to travel together, to which Kanata responds with boiling anger before leaving Gaito to check up on Tasuku. And right as he's approaching Tasuku an axe comes flying out of nowhere, just barely missing Tasuku in the process. Both Tasuku and Kanata turn to Gaito, expecting to see him with more weapons but to their surprise they find Dr. Gara standing several feet away from them instead. In that moment Dr. Gara start rejoices in finding them but gets interrupted by Gaito who very angrily shoves him. The two of them get into a fight, each accusing the other of ruining their plans (both wanting to k*** off Tasuku & Kanata on their own) - With the two of them seemingly distracted, Tasuku & Kanata rush into the now open elevator. As the doors close they hear the sound of metal hitting metal followed by deranged telling.

While the two of them sit quietly in the elevator they get to talking. Since they've come to terms that everyone they're going to meet is most likely out to k*** them they form a plan to stick as close together as possible & to avoid talking to anyone they come across. Unfortunately things don't go as planned because as soon as they set foot on the floor, they're both warped to separate parts of the room. For this floor they each have to face various trials to conquer fears & scars from their past. Kanata is able to complete each trial within the span of what feels to be a day while Tasuku takes up what feels like two-three days. When they rejoin each other, almost all the light from Tasuku's eyes have been drained. And when Kanata tries to talk to him, Tasuku responds with vague answers in a distant sounding manner. Since he thinks leaving the floor would help, Kanata leads Tasuku to the elevator he found the day before Tasuku rejoined him. - As he's guiding Tasuku threw the door, an arm shoves him forward. Kanata falls forward but finds Tasuku no longer by his side. He looks back to see a strange man with Tasuku standing at his side. He jumps back up to grab for Tasuku but is pushed back down by Tasuku, who tells him to leave and not come back. The doors shut quickly afterwards.

When the doors open again Kanata refuses to get out. He's too busy pounding away at the elevator walls, trying to force his way up & out, to even notice the person walking up behind him. It's only when he hears a knock on the doors that he stops to look at the stranger. They start off by introducing themselves as J Genesis before asking Katana why he's trying to force his way back up. Since he's not quiet in the right head space, Kanata tells him about Tasuku and the mysterious stranger on the floor above, to which J Genesis offers him some help. - J Genesis (almost magically) reprograms the elevator to head back up. He stays on his own floor but gives Kanata a pen before parting ways. Thinking nothing of it, Kanata puts the pen away & waits for the elevator doors to reopen. Once they do he's out and running to find Tasuku. And he does find Tasuku, only what he finds is the Purgatory Knight armor with Tasuku inside. It's then that the stranger from this floor (Kyoya) comes out from behind Tasuku to happily show off his new "weapon." Upon hearing this Kanata charges at Kyoya but gets caught by the Purgatory Knight, which then causes a huge fight to break out between the two. Kanata is pretty much running around the whole time, dodging sword swing after word swing until he's able to some how manage snap Tasuku back to normal. With the two of them being on good terms again (and having Tasuku back to normal) Kyoya releases several other knights to attack the two of them. While Tasuku & Kanata are running, the pen J Genesis had lent him drops from his pocket, clicking on the floor and exploding just seconds after - The two of them limp back towards the elevator where they both pass out against the other.

When Kanata wakes up again he's sitting in front of a table with food. Tasuku, who's sitting besides him, is making quick work of devouring the food in front of them. So, he eats. After they finish they leave the table in search of J Genesis (Kanata had filled Tasuku in on the little details he knew about J Genesis while they ate). As they look for the man they come across a giant room shaped into a cemetery filled with dozens of tomb stones. Instead of looking at each of them, they continue to walk but Kanata doesn't miss how the names on last ones they pass. Kakeru, Gaito, J Genesis, and Kanata. They enter a clean looking office room where J Genesis is sitting. He greets them with a smile and congratulating Kanata on rescuing his friend. Neither of them reply and J Genesis takes a moment to ask them how they've liked the building so far. When neither of them answer he simply sighs and asks why they were being so ungrateful? After all they had been the ones to have asked to come here in the first place. J Genesis then goes on to explain how they had each signed up to participate in an unknown experiment for "gifted teens" online months ago. Upon sign up they had been notified that they're memories would be erased to ensure they wouldn't use their "gifts" to harm any of the other participants. And if they somehow managed to unlock they're gifts during their time in the experiment then they would be awarded 108,765,500 yen. Of course, they're memories would be wiped after the experiment BUT they'd still receive the money afterwards. As for participants who didn't survived the experiments, they would be laid to rest within the vicinity and their electronic devices would delete any trace of having been on the sign up website. Tasuku & Kanata turn to each other when J Genesis finishes talking. Both of them both refusing to believe the mans words but also at same time failing to understand why either of them would sign up for something so bizarre in the first place. With neither of them speaking, J Genesis choose that moment to hit a button on his desk. A door opens up to reveal Dr. Gara. A wicked smile creeps up onto his face as he speaks "The boss forgot to mention the part that we've never had a survivor escape my floor." - Dr. Gara chases them around the floor for what feels like hours. During their time running and hiding Tasuku & Kanata try to conjure up any kind of powers they might have had before their memories where erased. With each failure they grow closer and closer to death (Mainly because Dr. Gara would find little ways to harm them when their defenses were down). At some point both of them give up on trying to unlock their powers and start looking for an elevator and to their luck, they find it! The only problem is that the elevator requires the use of one of their powers....

While Kanata panics behind him, something inside Tasuku clicks. Earlier when he had been working to unlock the puzzle on Gaito's floor a strange sort of energy had flowed through him, which allowed him to unlock the puzzle without lifting a finger. He quickly tries to re-channel that strange energy again, unlocking the elevator seconds later. But before either of them can run into the elevator, Dr. Gara and J Genesis jump out of it, tackling the two of them to the ground. Dr. Gara laughs, expressing his delight by stamping a foot hard onto Tasuku's chest, saying how he "can't wait to dissect a new magic user." Meanwhile J Genesis simply holds Kanata down, keeping a close eye on Dr. Gara. When Dr. Gara pulls out some medical utensils that's when J Genesis strikes. He summons forth a crystal blade that penetrates Dr. Gara ending him in just a matter of seconds. Even with Dr. Gara no longer holding him down, Tasuku can't bring himself to move away. He & Kanata were stunned. J Genesis uses the moment to drain away Tasuku's powers in his stunned state before moving onto Kanata. But as he goes to do so a series of explosions sounds from overhead followed by the sound of the buildings speakers turning on. Kyoya's voice fills the room; "Congratulations Gen... You've just won a free ticket it the after life. Butt don't worry, you won't be the only one to go down, we all will. Dr. Gara and I may have never seen eye to eye but if there was one thing we could agree on it was that you aren't allowed to win. If one of us were to go down then we'd vowed to take the building with us as our final request. I hope you're satisfied with yourself. All of your hard work is going to be destroyed now- Feel free to come and find me, but I doubt you'll be able to catch up with me and save your work at the same time." As soon as the speakers turned off the another series of explosions sounded overhead. J Genesis quickly jumps off of Kanata, rushing into the elevator & taking riding it to a floor upstairs. With the elevator no longer there all Tasuku and Kanata can do is stare helplessly at each other. This was it, they really were going to go down with the building...

The ceiling gives way several feet away from them, crashing into the floor and creating a giant hole in the ground for them to climb into. Tasuku leads the way through the collapsing building as they run. They manage to avoid broken furniture and various other fallen debris for the most part and at some point, Tasuku seemingly starts going faster than Kanata. Kanata desperately tries to catch up but finds his body growing heavier by the second until a strange surge of energy washes over him, making him suddenly feel lighter on his toes, within seconds he starts running faster, catching up to Tasuku. As they near what looks to be the exit of the building a giant chunk of the ceiling begins to fall, Tasuku shouts something over his shoulder but Kanata can't hear it. The sound of a bell chimes in his ears and in that moment he forces his legs to go even faster, shoving Tasuku forward with all his might just as the ceiling comes crashing down from above. Tasuku gets thrown out the door from both the push and the ceiling falling behind him and lands outside the building just in time to watch it collapse in on itself.... Tasuku attempts to get up, to go back in and save Kanata but finds his body screaming in protest. His eyes draw to a close as red and blue blurs start to dance in the distance.

Tasuku wakes up several weeks later in the hospital with bandages wrapped around his body. His right arm and left leg are in a cast and his head pounds under the light in his room. The nurse, who just so happens to be in his room at the time, rushes out to go inform some doctors of his condition.

A couple of months go by before Tasuku is up and walking again. The events surrounding the building he had woken up in are still being covered on the news. Sometimes he'd get questioned by random passersby's on the streets of what it was like in there (The media had released pictures of what had been founded in the destroyed building) But Tasuku never answered the questions. He honestly couldn't remember why he had even been in the building.

A year later and his life is back to normal. Every now and then he thinks about the building but his mind always brushes it off right before he can force it to remember any details about it. One day while he's out walking he crosses paths with a man wearing a trench coat. He thinks nothing of the man when they pass each other by when he hears him whisper "Go check the cemetery." He stops to look at the man, the same man who has disappeared.

So, Tasuku goes to visit the nearest cemetery. He walks around for about an hour, looking for something he can't bother to find before he decides to leave. As he's walking out an exit in the back he glances a look to a single gravestone located under the shade of a tree. He stops. Tears well up in his eyes, falling down his cheeks moments later as his mind reads the name repeatedly over in his head. Kanata Ozora

#future card buddyfight #kanata ozora #tasuku ryuenji #angels of death #au #Kakeru Futaboshi #Dr. Gara #Gaito Kurouzu #kyoya gaen #J Genesis #kicking #pushing #possesive behavior #explosions #lots of running #cemetary visit

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